To the predators at bay I’ve got ways to make you pay Lessons taught by peeling skin And I love it when you
Beg for the time, I’m about to take Like your rogue entitlement Skin your sins away Karma comes to say Who will care anyway?
I was thinking that this time together Might just cleanse your slate
You’ll scream: Stop! Stop! Stop! That’s the irony
It’s like déjà vu, right? Are their faces resurfacing? Do you see what they have to see? There are remnants of ways you forced yourself In the traces of everything you’ve touched
Your own weapon is Ten more pieces to take One at a time is a lot to accomplish but I know that I’ll get it done
You might call this Arcane Justice I’ll enforce it with my hands
Power coercion Goes around, comes around You can’t escape it You’re gonna feel it Own it
Beg for the limbs, I’m about to take You have stolen innocence Skin your sins away Pliers help to say This is what you deserve You’ll plead: Let this stop! That’s the irony It’s like déjà vu, right? All the faces resurfacing Do you see what they have to see There are remnants of Ways you force yourself In the traces of everything and everyone you love